tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4189021335579222470.post4861157369927210777..comments2017-08-11T11:58:30.866+01:00Comments on Mr Mustard ( mrmustard@zoho.com ): Mr Mustard no longer believes in Father ChristmasMr Mustardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12522242686839965655noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4189021335579222470.post-75330290337050705872013-08-07T16:10:08.438+01:002013-08-07T16:10:08.438+01:00“One of the saddest lessons of history is this: If...“One of the saddest lessons of history is this: If we’ve been bamboozled long enough, we tend to reject any evidence of the bamboozle. We’re no longer interested in finding out the truth. The bamboozle has captured us. It’s simply too painful to acknowledge, even to ourselves, that we’ve been taken. Once you give a charlatan power over you, you almost never get it back.” <br />― Carl Sagan, The Demon-Haunted World: Science as a Candle in the DarkGRGhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11999552377127871053noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4189021335579222470.post-26444662222123141462013-08-07T10:19:18.841+01:002013-08-07T10:19:18.841+01:00&quot;Mole stood still a moment, held in thought. ...&quot;Mole stood still a moment, held in thought. As one wakened suddenly from a beautiful dream, who struggles to recall it, and can re-capture nothing but a dim sense of the beauty of it, the beauty! Till that, too, fades away in its turn, and the dreamer bitterly accepts the hard, cold waking and all its penalties; so Mole, after struggling with his memory for a brief space, shook his head sadly and followed the Rat.&quot;<br />- Kenneth Grahame, The Wind in the Willows, Ch. 7Pannusf10https://www.blogger.com/profile/09021798384000506381noreply@blogger.com